Waiting for 'Babel'

The new Mumford & Sons album, Babel, is due out on Monday, Sept. 24th, and I am beyond excited. This really shouldn't come as any sort of surprise to anyone. But I don't know if you really get it.

I. am. BEYOND. excited.

I talked about them on here before, and how they make me feel ALL the feelings. They are my soulband (soulmate, soulband... see what I did there?). There have been bands throughout the years whom I have referred to as my favorite band, whom I have loved, but nothing I ever felt for those bands can come close to the things that go through my brain, my heart, and my soul when I listen to Mumford & Sons. Perhaps that sounds cheesy and cliche, but I can't even imagine what my life would be like if it hadn't been for four boys from London deciding to form a band. 

And I know that sounds melodramatic. But it is what it is.

We all have that that one band that we use to get through everything. Back in the summer of 2001, that band was Live. Being 15 sucks, you know? I don't think I need to elaborate on the reasons for my need for music then. In the summer of 2006, Josh Rouse reminded me what was so great and so beautiful about being alive. A year and a half later, the only thing that could get me through the heartrending agony of losing my dad was Bain Mattox. I had the opportunity in early 2008 to thank Bain, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, even though the words were on my tongue after a live show I had commissioned for my college. It was too soon, and I knew I would break. I just couldn't. I regret that sometimes. With almighty Facebook, I suppose I could still tell him, but...

Same Old Song and Dance

Earlier this year, I had the brilliant idea that I needed to start my own website. Sell my own brand, you know? I needed a place where I could put all my work to showcase it to the world. A sort of online portfolio.

I think that was the original purpose of buying that damn domain, and setting up the website.

But when it came down to it, I fell SO short content-wise. I couldn't think of anything to write about. This wasn't really a personal blog, after all. Was it? No, it was. Sort of. I wrote a total of 8 posts, and 2 of them were personal. The other 6 were about television. Because once I exhausted myself on those 2 personal posts, I could do no more. And after four months, I finally realized why. Having the domain intimidated me. I felt like I had to perform for the whole of the internet. My last name was in the domain, so it was a showcase of who I was and what I could do. But I quickly realized that I didn't have enough clips to really justify the site, and I didn't really have many plans to add more. Sure I've written things on other sites, but other people whose sites I envied had SO many more. They wrote for big name sites too. I just don't have that clout. I guess I'll have to wait a bit longer for my blogging experience to warrant my own web presence.

But the problem of wanting to blog still remained.